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than yours, but...

You get the idea.

What?

Do you write other

stories, like, um...

Like erotic literature?

Mm-hmm.

All the time.

- It's all online.

- Really? Where?

A riddle.

Eat me, drink me.

Well, good luck, young JUVIE.

Wait, you're leaving?

Where are they?

I don't think you're

supposed to smoke.

My mom smoked when

she was pregnant with me.

I don't think that's...

It's not like a myth.

It's a circulation thing.

No, it's fine.

We get it, sh*t ass!

All right, where to?

The mall!

His was the way of the warrior.

Crass. Uneducated.

But strong.

His abilities would

prove useless

in the enchanted forest.

Where the ancient

inhabitants dwelled

and recesses of one's own mind.

The hunter pushed forth unaware

fain had been watching him

from the moment he entered.

Neil!

It's Neil, right?

Are you watching me?

No.

Well, yeah.

No, i... I was

just curious.

- About? -What we talked

about the other day.

We talked the other day?

Sorry.

Neil.

God, come back.

I'm f***ing with you.

- Um.

- It's cool.

I write slash, too.

Yeah, I know.

I read your stuff.

All of it.

Your fan fic is amazing.

I see you got my code.

I do like what you did

with the forest guard

in "midnight come lately."

They're really

under utilized in canon.

Yeah, they're

conceptually awesome,

but I feel like nobody gets it.

It's like they're

begging us to fix 'em.

You're doing what

they wished they could do

if they didn't have

to answer to the publisher.

Yeah, exactly. Mainstream

success is for chumps.

You know, like, the wood spirit,

and pagan gods and ritual magic?

It's really...

Sexual? Yeah.

It's so rich.

Organized religion

just totally nut clipped

everything that was great

about traditional

fertility rituals.

I mean, that's the only

part about fame

that I even give a sh*t about.

It's just a jumping off point.

It's funny that they think

it's kid's stuff,

but, like, there's

all this subtext.

I know.

I bet we're the only two kids

in this entire joint

that know about

what we know about.

It's kind of special.

You wanna ditch?

School?

No, I mean, you wanna

dig a ditch?

- Let's go.

- Oh, i... I can't

I have a test in social

studies next period.

It's on the Incas.

Well, it's not like

a midterm or anything,

so um yeah.

I let Martine

take my car to work,

so we have to walk.

But it's just the mall.

Martine's crazy.

I mean, she's pretty

much best friend,

she's just sort of a b*tch.

Is that... is that

the pregnant girl?

"At frontier's rim?"

I hate these things.

They never get the book right.

Well, I guess I'm lucky

that fain hasn't made

the leap to the big screen yet.

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